Afroza, oar, far!
But you can't change History;
Muse,
Amused!
The city was left wide opened.
Must,
Mustered!
With courage;
Men,
Women,
Children;
With bread and butter.
Who are you? !
What is your name?
Where do you come from?
Stalks of flax;
With the muse of the horn of a wild ox!
Seeing the works of life and, the ways of nature.
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